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Uma's P.O.V.

Matt is being a bícth at the moment. He's obsessing over himself, while I'm trying to talk about my problems to him. And is he listening? No. "Will you stop obsessing over yourself for two seconds?!" I hissed at him. He stops for a second and frowned, crossing his arms. He then grew angry with me, saying he doesn't obsess over himself all the time. "Yes you do! It's like you never listen to me anymore!!"

°Time Skip which was filled of fighting and yelling°

"I don't care about it! You obsess over yourself too much! You can spend time with yourself but can't spend time with me?!" I yell at him. Suddenly, I feel a hard slap to my face. The slap echo's through the house as the everyone went silent, scrambling downstairs to see what happened. I put a hand to my cheek, feeling a bruise. I then whimper, feeling tears stream down my face.

What would Matt do?

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